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316                THE TRUMPET-CALL.
Will not foul shame, on your craven cheek burning, Your cowardice brand ?
Hark to the Past! its heroes are saying
" We, too, have died ! " Hark to the Future ! its dim voices praying
" For us you decide !"
Strike on the iron, while yet it is glowing
Let the blow fall! Finish the labor beyond all undoing,
Once, and for all!
Yet there is time, O why will you lose it,
And lingering stay ? Your place still is waiting, O say, will you use it,
Or cast it away ?
Hark ! the loud trumpet, its clear note repeating,
Waits for reply; Says not your heart, keeping time with its beating,
"Lo! Here am I!"
Calais, Me., Feb. 1864.                                        l.